“Whew!” whistled the clerk. “Are you sure the money is in that package?”
“To be sure I am. I just put it there.”
“I would like to see it before I touch it. Unwrap it.”
Of course that was nothing more than fair for the clerk, for he did not want to take the package and find that there was nothing of value in it. Carl readily took off the wrappings, and showed him the pile of greenbacks.
“That’s all right,” said the clerk. “Do it up again. There are only two persons aboard this boat, and one of them says he is acquainted with you.”
“The man never told you a bigger lie in his life,” said Carl indignantly. “I never saw him until to-day.”
“Do you say that he has an eye on this money? Then we’ll have him put off.”
“But we can’t prove anything against them.”
“Can’t eh?” Thompson almost shouted.
“Don’t talk so loud,” said Carl hastily. “We don’t want those men to know where we are. The fact of the matter is we left our valises in our state-rooms, and when we went in there we found our clothes all over the floor. Thompson wanted to shoot those men, but I knew he would only make matters worse.”